War

(Written when I was around 12)

WAR
War is such an hopeless thing,
Destruction only does it bring,
Of homes and hearts..man and land,
The abolishment of peace it does demand.

Even though this is in their ken,
It never seems to bother most men,
Who continue to fight,left and right,
No matter it be day or night.

When will this enmity come to an end?
How many more lives can we afford to spend?
When will people stop persecuting,
Their own brothers and friends??

Parents are crying as their children are dying,
Out on the battlefield.
Is this how their fate is sealed?
Tears is all that war can yield!